PostHuman

Greed has consumed you, Abel.

Go.

Seek penance.

Reveal your worth.

Victoria?

Now what?

Shit!

What a miserable life you've come into.

What's going on?

What is this place?

Your greed will see you trapped here.

Eternally bound by your own ignorance.

No, please.

You have to forgive me.

I want to be with you.

Then release yourself.

No. No! No!

Victoria?

You are now complete.

But you are not yet finished.

For your world is plagued by corruption of your own design.

Sloth.

Pride.

Envy.

Lust.

Gluttony.

Wrath.

And greed.

What is this?

A chance to redeem mankind.

To dissuade extinction.

Death here is eternal.

And failure, the end of your race.

Go.

Seek penance.

Reveal your worth.

What do you think happens when we die?

In the future, our bodies are used as energy

and our minds are uploaded to the internet.

When I was uploaded, I lost all my memories and

everything that connected me to the outside world.

When Marina found me, I was lost and I had nothing.

She recruited me to become one of the internet's elite

protectors known as the League of Hackers.

My mentor Zetronius trained me to be the protector of Marina and the realm.

She had a watchful AI installed into my subconscious, Petrie.

Now we are on a mission.

Marina and Zetronius were taken from me and I will stop at nothing to

get them back.

I swore an oath that I will uphold at all costs.

I will live up to the name Marina gave me.

I am the Grey Hat Hacker.

What's happening, Petrie?

Marina's absence seems to be having adverse effects.

Adverse effects? Is that what you're calling it?

The sky is collapsing!

That wouldn't be one of those adverse effects I'm speaking of.

There's a cave up on your right.

We better hurry.

I'm running as fast as I can and there is no we.

I'm a surgically emitted AI. I didn't have much of a choice.

Now that I have your attention, let's go with the plan.

Petrie, there's no way out.

Yes, I know that. We need to regroup.

Regroup?

You're the worst AI ever. - Don't panic.

This seems like a perfect time to panic. - Bring it down.

Now, if you're ready to listen, I have a plan that I know you're gonna hate.

I guess that's better than nothing. What's the plan?

It's time for the emergency override.

Your brilliant plan is to use a piece of untested technology that could

potentially destroy the Dark Web as we know it?

Yes.

Do I have any other options?

Not if you want to save Marina.

How much time do I have?

Ten seconds until the site is destroyed.

You're killing me, Petrie.

Remember, find the key to find Marina.

Here goes nothing.

We've only got one shot at this.

You can do it, Grey.

Now. Do it now.

Grey, get up.

I can't.

Get up, Grey.

I said I can't.

Get up, Grey.

What am I even doing here?

You are here because I chose you.

But why?

I'm not special.

I'm not stronger or faster than anyone else here.

I don't even know who I am.

Grey,

Grey, those who are lost are meant to be found.

Just remember, we need to find the key to find Marina.

If Marina left a tracker on the key, it should not be this hard to find.

For a protector, you always want to take the easy way out.

Petrie, go offline.

I'm trying to think.

No, no, no.

You're stuck with me.

Those who are lost

are meant to be found, are meant to be.

The key.

Nothing's happening.

Just give it a second.

Follow that. Follow that. Now.

State your mission.

The mission is Marina.

Who do you protect? - The realm.

What are you willing to do to protect the realm?

Whatever is necessary.

What is your domain?

The internet, in its entirety.

Are you willing to give up your second life in protection of the realm?

Yes.

Are you willing to destroy anyone who threatens the second life?